“What can I do for you?” she asked a little curtly.
He pointed to the crystal upon the table, and held out his hand.
“I want my fortune told,” he said.
Violet shook her head.
“I do not attempt to read fortunes,” she said, “and I do not, in any case, see gentlemen here at all. I do not understand how the boy could have shown you up.”
“It wasn’t the boy’s fault,” the visitor answered. “I was very keen on coming, and I gave him the slip. Do make an exception for once, won’t you?” he went on. “I know my hand is very easy to read. I had it read once, and nearly everything came true.”
Again she shook her head.
“I cannot do anything for you, sir,” she said.
The man protested.